Don't look into my eyes,
that's how people die.
They press to know me,
but the blind cannot see thee.
My heart, a wild thing,
contained inside this cage.
You cannot tame thee,
just leave me be.
My mind cannot be stopped,
my soul of boiling rage.
I'm a grenade wanting to explode.
I can make the world implode.
Go away, can't you see,
you can't stay with me.
Run, my friend,
this shall be the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem